Her Fall From Grace lyrics

West coast kid, born in '85

Played with crabs and bones

Horses and elves in stones

Walked through fields of snow

Hill after hill to home

Only sound is the raven

Guides here until the sun goes down

She drags her feet across the water

Said "I'm doing fine"

Lights a candle for the journey

Might be the last goodbye

She wanted to go

Little west coast kid, born in '85

Played with crabs and bones

Horses and elves in stones

She wanted to go